One of my favourite Marvel Heroes is “The Incredible Hulk”. If I am honest, there is a lot in him which resonates with me; inside me is some form of Hulk wanting to get out. I keep him caged up fairly well most of the time. Actually, he has not got out now for quite a long time although I can feel him sometimes rattling the bars of his cage.
It had been a damn tough 24 hours. Within that time, I had been given a few difficult bits of news and I was emotionally pretty much running on empty. So, I just stayed in the side office where I took that last piece of news and re-read Psalm 23 a few times. This isn’t to say that I have all my ducks in a row – not by a long shot, but after a final kick to my emotional testicles, I needed something. Continue reading “Beauty from ashes”
On 26.10.2015 at 08:20, the signed printout from the doctor confirmed that the black dog had officially caught up with me. To be honest, I think it had been stalking me for as long as I can remember and has been padding along beside me for at least the past year or longer. The doctor’s note was merely a formality. Continue reading “The Black Dog”
I shared this image tongue-in-cheek with family and friends yesterday. It was meant as some kind of humorous dig at how I was feeling. There have been changes at work and at home so I was was feeling jaded and worn out. Continue reading “The best thing I did at work today”
When ever I log into the admin area for the blog, I am greeted in the top left corner by “How are you, Alex?”. It’s nice that WordPress is asking after me, but honestly? … I’ve often no idea how to reply. Continue reading “What do I do if I’m a blogger with writer’s block?”
Just as water can bubble out of the ground to form a spring at the lowest point in the forest, it seems that God can bubble out of us at even the low points in our lives. Continue reading “Have you ever seen bubbling sand?”
Life had thrown us a few curve balls, and a close friend asked why Christians sometimes seem to have such a rough time of things. She knows where we are at as a family and she has seen a close relative who was also a Christian suffer, and ultimately loose, a long battle with cancer. Possibly she was starting from the assumption that Christians should have things easier, you know, since we’re best friends with Jesus ‘n’ all .. Continue reading “Weight training when life sucks: Why does God allow suffering?”
Greeted a neighbour on a crowded bus and stood right next to him. Not my neighbour. #shouldHaveGoneToSpecsavers.